The devil's relatively strong physique prevented the poor devil soldier from dying immediately. His internal organs had been crushed and his bones had been broken, but he did not die immediately.
Because his head had not been stepped on just now, and even most of his upper body was still there, so he could only breathe greedily, and then vomit out miserable black blood.
He still died, because no matter how strong his vitality was, he could not survive such serious injuries for a long time.
Not to mention that the demon does not have good medical conditions, even if it does, it is impossible to save such a wounded person. What's more, he is still on the battlefield. On a battlefield where the demon is crumbling, it is impossible for him to receive treatment, not even a helper.
None!
The huge body of uipa-1 moved forward steadily on the battlefield, and its huge feet stepped on the corpses of the demon and the earthdramon, making a crunching sound.
These behemoths have no intention of looking back, because behind them, there are more uipa-1 ultimate individual power armors moving forward.
Because they are integrated with human spiritual power or soul, these steel giants walk very naturally. They are like real giants one after another, running rampant on the battlefield.
And the enemy they faced was no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered at this time.
These demons are like the Polish cavalry who rushed towards the German tanks in 1939 in the earth's civilization. They were helpless and miserable, writing the demon's last courage with their own flesh and blood.
"For...the origin of magic!" A thin demon stood up, his long sword lit up with the light of magic.
The next second, he was overwhelmed by ammunition, and was beaten into a pile of minced meat without even using a magic defensive barrier.
Because of the intense firepower, his body became incomplete as he fell. His bones were shattered and his muscles were disconnected. It was as if his whole body had been chopped into pieces by a sharp blade.
The generational difference between the two sides is really too huge, so huge that there is no chance of it even happening. To these demons, Alan Hill's uipa-1 is just like the devil terminator facing ordinary humans, like a god.
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"If any of them can survive this war, then these demons will only need to worship one god from now on." A general stared at the screen on a simple stand on a distant hillside.
This is a makeshift command post, with a row of computers displaying computer images captured by many cameras.
The drones on the battlefield vividly display the entire battlefield in front of all commanders. They can monitor the status of all mechas and issue various instructions to all mechas in a timely manner.
"Yes, their future myths and legends will have the same fear and awe as ours back then." The adjutant standing next to the general nodded and said.
Mortals back then had many magical myths and legends, legends about the invasion of hundreds of dragon knights, and legends about kings who were burned to ashes by magicians because of their rebellion.
At that time, all mortals trembled under the wings of the Dragon Knight, and all dignitaries knelt before the magician.
Now, at this moment, myths and legends will spread with the war among the demon survivors: they will fear the iron giant and those iron monsters flying in the sky!
These demons will also kneel down in front of mortals, or in other words, kneel down in front of humans, offer their prayers devoutly, get everything they ask for, and regard every human being as a god.
"When we kill the source of magic, everything here will belong to His Majesty the Emperor!" Looking at the several demons struggling to stand up from the sea of blood and corpses on the screen, the leading general said with a sneer.
As his words fell, those demons were enveloped in a dense rain of fire. Before they even had time to struggle, they were completely wiped out from this world.
To be honest, he still admires these demons who dare to attack the uipa-1 ultimate individual power armor. At least they are qualified soldiers who are willing to use their lives to perform fatal missions.
Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer such demons in the demon army. Almost all their real soldiers have been lost, and the remaining troops have even wavered in their own beliefs.
"At this time, I think we can keep some demons." The adjutant said with emotion as he looked at the demon corpses on the computer screen that were almost as small as the minced meat in the meat grinder.
"Oh?" The general glanced sideways at his adjutant. He didn't know yet that his adjutant had a tendency to sympathize with the devil.
Knowing that he might have been misunderstood, the adjutant continued: "If we don't leave some demons behind, who will pass on our myth?"
Damn...brother, what you said makes so much sense, I'm speechless! The general looked at his adjutant again and felt that his subordinate was very talented and understood his own thoughts very well.
"If there are some demons left, I would rather...leave these brave ones behind." After divergent thinking was activated, the general who commanded the battle also began to often think about the future where the troops he commanded would become legends among the enemies.
This is a kind of surreal pleasure, which makes him feel more comfortable than returning home and having sex with his newly married concubine. Men hope to conquer their opponents, and then make their opponents live in infinite fear of themselves after getting up every day.
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Of course, the feeling of conquering the brave is completely different from that of beating the traitors. A real man wants to conquer the most powerful enemies. Conquering those poor weak ones cannot prove his strength.
"Let the troops continue to move forward! We will surround all the demonic troops near the front line in one day! Eliminate their mobility and disintegrate the opponent's counterattack ability!" After the brief thought, the general returned to his post.
He ordered gently.
The officer in charge of assigning tasks nodded slightly, then typed a line of commands on the computer, and all the commands were conveyed to the combat soldiers.
These soldiers sleeping in their mechas observed the entire world through the eyes of uipa-1. They saw translucent commands appearing in the lower left corner of their eyes, and then they began to accelerate and move forward.
"Clang, clang..." Accompanied by the sound of metal knocking and rubbing, a huge ammunition supply truck followed behind these uipa, followed by an energy supply vehicle, and a radar vehicle responsible for vigilance and air defense.